Dressed As a Magic Jellyfish [Western Fantasy]

Odder was stunned, his hunch came true!

Miss Nightingale is going to pit him again, it is still a shocking pit! He was stunned for a while, before finally taking a moment to understand what the other party wanted to do. He gave a wry smile, reduced the relaxed expression on his face, and slowly shook his head.

"You know, Miss Nightingale, I am not interested in Christon's throne. I can even say that I hate it. That is not the place I should stay. The Deep Blue Island is my home."

Even if you say so, if I am still reluctant, it would be meaningless to continue. "

"Odder!"

How dare you refuse Miss Nightingale? !

Leah heard that he was obviously refusing, she put down the cup in her hand heavily, her eyes widened, and angrily turned her head to glaring at Odder, who was already full of reluctance, but when she wanted to say something, Mo Yechao She waved her hand to stop her movement.

"Since I have told you this, of course I am sure to make you willing to sit in that position, Odder."

Mo Ye didn't care about Odder's total resistance. She took a sip of hot tea slowly, and slightly raised her eyes to look at him with cold scrutiny. Odder was indeed very stubborn, but his weakness was also obvious.

"The first thing is that you asked me to inquire about it before. The one from Rhine, who is said to be the only **** incarnate, is the goddess of all things."

Mo Ye didn't plan to tell anyone other than herself the truth of the incident, she would only tell the final result.

"The existence of the goddess of all things is real and credible."

"If possible, let everyone on Deep Blue Island convert to the Goddess of All Things... In this way, at least they can leave a way for them under the influence of other gods."

The goddess of all things is credible, of course.

Mo Ye lightly stated her judgment.

As for whether the residents of Ord and Deep Blue Island are willing to believe her and believe in a completely strange god, that is their own problem, and she does not force it.

"Are you so sure?"

"If this is your decision..."

Odman's expression of resistance and stubbornness was slightly loosened, and his original firm defense had already begun to waver. He bowed his head and pondered for a long time before finally nodding, and he agreed with Mo Ye's decision, but Deep Blue Island still needs a long-term plan.

"You found a way out for Deep Blue Island, I thank you."

Odder slowly let out a sigh of relief, this kind of favor is too big, or just let it go...

But when he thought of this, he felt very unwilling. He had already begun to hesitate, but he still felt disgusted with returning to the Christen Palace.

If possible, he would never want to go back in his life.

"But this has nothing to do with Christon's throne. If you want to use the terms previously exchanged to ask me to become Christon's new king..."

If Miss Nightingale wants to use this agreement to demand him, then let it be. Odder still prefers death to stubbornness, but he is still very honest in his heart.

Isn't it just jumping into the pit? He is a skilled worker!

"Of course not only this, I have another piece of information."

Mo Ye's expression was still calm and rational. She was holding the hot tea that Leah had filled her again. She lowered her eyes and watched the orange tea circulating in the cup smoothly. She didn't seem to care about the intense series of Odder. The struggling mental activity, and his unconscious compromise, as if everything were under her control.

The final result will never surprise her.

"Perhaps after you hear this, you can't wait and want to go back to Christon?"

"...What is it?" There is even more?

Odder never admits that he does have some interest.

It's like seeing a big hole in front of him, but he still has to jump down. He compromised with Miss Nightingale psychologically. From a physical point of view, if he can refuse, he still has to refuse. Anyway, look at Nightingale. The young lady didn't seem to intend to force him with that request.

"It's about your brother."

Odder suddenly shook his mind, almost thinking that he had heard him wrong.

He hasn't heard this term for a long time.

"My brother?"

He hid his ears and asked, "Which brother?"

"About Alex Christon."

After finishing talking about the full name of the prince Christon, Mo Ye didn’t go on. She took a moment to watch Ode’s expression gradually change from unconscious resistance to extremely serious seriousness and doubts. Sure enough, Odd cared very much about his biological brother.

"Alex? What happened to him?!"

Odder abruptly stood up from the seat, and only then did he wake up from the confusion of the gods. When he finally digested the amount of information in Mo Ye’s words, he turned his head and looked at Mo Ye in disbelief. Can't control my emotions.

"If I say, he was imprisoned in Christon's palace, living a life of blindness, unable to even leave his residence, and forced to donate his blood for seven years."

"If the next king of Christon is Grace, the three princes, he will have to continue to live this life. After all, you know what the three princes are like. Even if there is no three princes, the second prince won’t end up with him. Something changed..."

Mo Ye finally raised her eyes, her eyes filled with insight.

"How would you choose, Odder?"

She put down the cup in her hand and landed on the table, aroused a crisp sound in the temple that suddenly fell silent, knocking on everyone's hearts.

Leah, who was listening to the audience, was shocked. She understood the conversation between the two. I didn’t talk about the exchange of terms between Miss Nightingale and Ode. On the occasion, she really felt embarrassed.

He simply picked up the teapot again and said quickly:

"The tea is cold, I'll make another pot..."

After speaking, she lifted the skirt and ran out.

No one cares about Leah's actions anymore. Mo Ye watched Odder's every move coldly, while Odder seemed to be in a stumbling block. He hurriedly wondered why something happened to Alex, who was staying in the palace?

After being imprisoned for seven years and forced to contribute blood, let alone what role the royal blood can play. Didn't the father protect Alex?

With Grorence’s character, he is not the one who would do such a thing, and Alex’s princess Shiryl should have stayed with him all the time, how could the only daughter of the important minister let her husband fall into In trouble?

"What's wrong with Alex?"

"Seven years ago, seven years ago..." After thinking about it for a long time, Odder finally remembered what happened to Alex seven years ago.

"Seven years ago, it was the time when Alex's legs were paralyzed. I was still in the Mita. After a few years, after I escaped from the Mita, Alex was deprived of the right to succeed to the throne a long time ago. The prince of Christon still has a good life, and his wife is also the daughter of a heavy minister, so I don’t need to worry about it."

"The news I heard at the time was that Alex fell from a horse and broke his legs and suffered a lifelong disability. I didn't care too much, and I never thought about going back to the palace, because if I go back and get caught When they arrive, they will be sent back to the Mitta."

"For Alex, I should be just a brother who doesn't need to dedicate emotions, or a potential threat to his throne. Compared to Glenn, I should have a higher inheritance right from the queen like him. So it was me who was sent to Mita in the end, not Glarence..."

Odder smiled bitterly, and finally stopped thinking about it.

"Are you true, something happened to Alex?"

"I'm not sure, but the bloodline concentration in the entire royal family is enough, and only your brother Alex is the easiest to get it."

"The old king is exposed to ministers and nobles every day. It can be said that it is difficult to seize his blood for many years; the second prince is also a person who likes to show his face. Whether he has lost too much blood can be seen at a glance; the three princes are far away. Holy See, no one can reach into the Holy See."

"It's only Alex, don't you think it's weird?"

Mo Ye calmly said his doubts:

"It seems that in the past seven years, the eldest prince Alex has never appeared outside. Both he and his princess only stay in the palace. Although it may be that his leg was injured and he did not want to see anyone, he The princess will never be as depressed as he is?"

"...It's really weird."

Odder had never thought about this before, but after Mo Ye mentioned it, he also felt that something was extremely wrong.

"You said someone trapped Alex and forcibly took his blood. Do you know who it is? And what special role does his blood have?"

"Whether it is Christon or Pele, all royal family members are descendants of the blood of the **** of humanity left on the continent of Oran. His silent blood flows in his body. If these blood is forced to be taken out, they will produce enough to kill. The curse of star existence is also the curse of God."

Mo Ye explained in detail.

"Someone used the blood that the royal family was forced to take out to create the curse of the gods. I bumped into a magician who was said to be from the Hand of Destruction. I think they were the organization secretly cultivated by the royal family of Christon, that is to say, the persecution Alex’s mastermind is most likely the old king who is sitting on the throne."

"..."

Odder was silent for a while, then let out a sigh of relief.

"It should not be my father. Although I was only ten years old when I was sent to Mitta, I remember clearly that he was not keen on government at that time, and only liked women and treasures. Even if he has changed now, he Can't calculate and imprison Alex."

"You won, Miss Nightingale." Odder finally let go, and he fell back on the seat, his head hung down and looked a little depressed, completely losing his stubborn energy.

"I will ascend to the throne of Christon according to your wishes, but accordingly, you have to help me deal with Alex's affairs. There must be an organization of magicians intervening in this."

"Of course, I only need my servant to ascend to the throne of Christon, and then as long as all my plans are achieved, this king is inappropriate for you."

"It doesn't matter even if you give the throne to your brother..."

Mo Ye said lightly, as if the throne of a country was just a **** in her hands for layout.

At this moment, Odder finally felt that Miss Nightingale seemed to be something wrong. She didn't always smile leisurely, but calmly and rationally. The silent expression and slightly cold and insightful eyes looked a little high, full of inhumanity. Divine temperament.

It is more like a noble **** than a man.

He heard Miss Nightingale's cold tone of warning:

"As long as you are in power, don't make trouble for me."

Miss Nightingale has a problem.

But does this problem need to be solved...?

Odder, who was thinking this way, nodded slowly: "I know."

Because although Miss Nightingale is a little different from the original she, she has not fallen in a worse direction. It can be said that she is now able to lead everyone down more clearly and steadily in this chaotic situation of humans and gods. Her calmness made her see all the undercurrents, and her rationality made her no longer hesitate.

So, maybe even if she was reluctant, she would not hesitate to put herself in that position. Miss Nightingale who changes her mind should be quite proficient, and she will definitely use this method unscrupulously now...

His previous resistance seemed a little trivial.

... Anyway, he can't solve Miss Nightingale's problem.

"Since it's settled, I will bring Uriel here soon." Mo Ye didn't know Odder's moment of hesitation, she straightened up and opened a space gap to leave.

"Aren't you waiting for Leah?" Odder quickly stopped, and he regretted it the next second.

"No, I'm in a hurry."

Mo Ye returned to the score and was cold.

The back of her leaving also appeared merciless.